ISBN-13: 9781540380241 / Angielski / Miękka / 2016 / 560 str.
Not moving from his position on the porch Jordan Scarbrough's eyes scanned the twelve mounted men. "I see you brought enough hands to get your cattle off of my place." "Or to hang a nester," said one of the mounted men. Burt Wolcott quickly said, "Now that's enough of that, let's see if we can't settle this peaceably. It seems this fella made a mistake and came to the wrong place to set up house keeping." Brandt Kelso stepped into view and stood in the doorway. Wolcott saw him and his face turned red. "So now you've joined this nester, it wasn't bad enough that you were a turncoat and went over to Sheldon." Jordan took another drag off of his cigarette and then flipped it into the yard. "Your beef is with me mister, not with Kelso." "You damn right it's with you. Who do you think you are shooting one of my men and then running them off of this place? I am Burt Wolcott and this land belongs to me, it was abandoned and I took possession and that makes it mine, it's now part of the Rocking W holdings. And you better take a hard look around at all of these men Scarbrough, because that shotgun you're holding doesn't scare me one bit." "If even one of your men goes for a gun this shotgun is going to become real important to you Mr. Wolcott because it's going to blow you right out of that saddle and after that it won't matter to you what happens because you'll be out of it."